Morning came, but there was no peace in the Romano mansion. The sun was up, yet the house still felt dark. Alessandro sat behind his desk in the study, the curtains half drawn. A cigarette burned slowly in the ashtray, untouched for minutes.The door opened quietly, and Lucas stepped in. His face said everything before he even spoke.“Boss,” he began, standing stiffly near the desk, “we still couldn’t track the van.”Alessandro lifted his head slowly. His eyes were sharp but tired. “What do you mean you couldn’t track it?”Lucas shifted uneasily. “We’ve been checking since the day they were taken. We searched every camera near the mall, every road that leads out of the city. We even checked private security feeds.” He hesitated before adding, “It’s like they vanished.”Alessandro frowned, sitting back in his chair. “Vanished? You’re saying there’s no trace at all?”Lucas nodded once. “No trace, boss. Nothing. Whoever planned it was careful. They knew where the blind spots were. They c
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